After traveling through time and space and becoming the heroine to defeat the hidden boss of a world with so many outrageous plays, Noah himself doesn't need to worry about any survival issues, but the problem is that he really can't bear to see the heroine he likes become a yellow-haired woman, so he decided to get ahead of the yellow-haired woman and fall into the devil's way. After all, if she must fall, it is definitely better to turn black and fall into an independent villain queen than to become a yellow-haired licker...

Bad news: Soran has traveled through time, to a world where the old gods have revived and apocalypse is imminent. Good news: He possesses a cheat code, the standard system for time travelers, allowing him to complete quests and earn rewards. Bad news: Before Soran could find his footing, he fell into a medically inexplicable coma, which lasted for over a decade and was heading towards a permanent state of unconsciousness. He was likely dying, and modern medicine was powerless. To survive, Soran plunged into the mystical world. Astrology, evil spirits, witches, the undead, the ocean, flesh and blood... the supernatural exists in every corner of this world. Amidst the tide of steam and machinery, airships, cannons, and great warships are rising. Divination, religion, prophecy, and mystery are never far away. The fragile order is now a faint flame, and martyrdom...

When he woke up, he actually traveled to the Three Kingdoms. His father was actually Zhang Lu, the most ambitious among the vassals of the Three Kingdoms.

Before he could be surprised, Zhang Fu began to have a headache in a blink of an eye. Since the time travel did not travel to Yuan Benchu, Cao Axi and Sun Wentai's son, it would be okay to go to Liu Chan later. With his own understanding of the Three Kingdoms, plus their family background, it is not a dream to unify the world!

Just when Zhang Fu was about to cry without tears, a voice came from his mind: "Congratulations to the host for activating the summoning system.

When the host meets certain requirements, he can summon Liangshan Haohan to this era to help the host..."

Liangshan good man?

After Wen Yao arrived in the Hell of Gensokyo, Shiki-sama's daily life became like this: In a singularity, discussing the meaning of death with Ereshkigal, the goddess of the underworld; Izanami, the goddess of the underworld, confiding in someone about her loneliness in a broken world; exploring souls and the abyss with Ash (primarily Gensokyo)... Primarily Gensokyo, interspersed with other worlds, the narrative will likely not follow the above pattern. A mix of first and second settings, the setting is not rigorous (updates will be irregular for now; daily updates will resume after the previous main story is completed; I will try to maintain uninterrupted updates during holidays). PS: If Shiki fans can't find any Shiki-sama fanfiction, they'll have to write their own. PS: I'm bad at creating summaries; this is not the final version.

This is a bloody and chaotic world where human life is worthless, and it is also a desperate era where productivity is locked.

My name is Li Cun Yi, a poor guy who starved to death.

But when I open my eyes again, the whole world will tremble for me.

[Ding! Your "one tael of silver" has arrived. Please confirm your purchase: AK-47, with a free base ammunition.]

From then on, history was kicked into the ICU.

When the cavalry of the grasslands crashes into my steel ball mine array; when the indestructible city wall encounters my C4 directional blasting; when the so-called commander of the army is shot in the head by me from ten miles away...

I, Li Cunyi, will use the inexhaustible future munitions and the ancient silver that is rich enough to rival a nation to tell this era—

I rewrite the rules! The world belongs to me!

(This is not an invincible system story. Look at the title of the work. If you have a mysophobia, don't read it.)

Good news, Bai Chu has traveled through time.

Bad news, he's not human anymore.

The worse news is that he is almost dead.

Two bitch angels armed with celestial psychic weapons

He was approaching him with his knife sharpened.

The only chance to survive is to follow the system's instructions.

Eat it. It looks like poop and smells like poop.

It's simply a giant evil spirit that has transformed from poop into a spirit...

Eat... or not eat...

To be or not to be...

this……

It’s a difficult problem…

The King of Hell wants you to die at three o'clock in the morning, but Qin Hao goes at one o'clock.

As a supernatural anchor, Qin Hao went to explore a ghost village and encountered a ferocious ghost. He was slapped to death and entered the Fengdu Ghost City.

It’s hard to be a ghost these days. You still have to pay rent, otherwise you will be driven out of the city and become a wandering ghost.

When he died, he took his phone with him, so he started live streaming in the underworld...

What? You won't give me a tip? That's easy. I'll go find your immortal and have him persuade you to give me a tip.

You want to block my livestream? Then I'll have your dad go up there and have a good chat with you.

Qin Hao brought his fellow netizens to witness various legends of the underworld, including the Ten Kings of Hell, the Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced Gods, and the Black and White Impermanence...

Not long after, the world changed drastically and something strange happened. Qin Hao was in the live broadcast room again, sharing various ghost-catching tips with people in the world of the living.

Qin Hao: "Don't panic if you encounter a monster. I have someone in the underworld who can help you solve all your problems as long as you give me a reward."

"Reward a super fire and arrange for the ghost messenger to provide door-to-door service."

"Reward 10 times, and the Bull-Headed and Horse-Faced Guards will come to your door to keep you safe."

"What? You want the Black and White Impermanence to be deployed? That would require at least 1,000 rounds, which is super hot."

Jin Shu is just Bai Yueguang, whose spiritual power has been destroyed in the fairy tale. The man who loved and protected her in the past couldn't help but fall in love with a junior sister who looked very similar to her after she woke up.

Finally, when four men drained her blood for a substitute and caused her tragic death, Jin Shu woke up and awakened the forty-eight-hour system.

The first world: Bai Yueguang died tragically and was trampled under the feet of a double and never turned over. The men who kept saying they loved her backhand drained her blood?

Bai Yueguang: Sorry for the forty-eight-hour system blessing. One day of my practice is better than your three years of practice!

The second world: In the game world, the NPC was ravaged by a mixture of male and female protagonists. She kicked the head and he kicked the feet. The couple beat the NPC to a horrible place.

NPC: In today’s game, none of the players can even think of leaving. Since you are here, please stay.

#At first, Jin Shu just wanted to survive, until the hero and heroine knelt down and begged her not to get involved#

​#The reincarnation of the king of scrolls, dominating the world#

Waking up, Xiao Jingtian found himself transmigrated into the body of a young master in a noble family, a double who immediately turned the tables on the original, a substitution of one person for another. He took over the identity of the original, and... a beautiful wife who harbored deep resentment towards him. Inside and outside the noble family mansion, danger lurked everywhere. In the imperial court, intrigue and treachery were rampant. Relying on his acting skills and strategies as a former telecom fraud leader, he manipulated everyone with ease. Xiao Jingtian felt that he was becoming more and more adept at being a substitute. Except for the way the two ladies looked at him, their gazes grew increasingly strange. From initial disgust and disdain to later suspicion. Until that night, the wife, who had been as cold as ice to him, nestled close to him with dreamy eyes, her breath sweet as orchids, and asked, "Stop pretending, I know you're not him." "Tell me, who exactly are you?" Zheng Yi's internal alarm bells rang, but his face remained calm. Instead, he reached out and embraced her slender waist, whispering with a smile, "My wife, I really am your husband!" A month later. Xiao Jingtian looked at the woman kneeling on the ground and chuckled: "Madam, was the 'me' of the past better, or the 'me' of the present?"